Love, that is what you understand, she said. Love. And that is all of it. [...] You have faith in life, Hwi said. I know that the courage of love can reside only in this faith.

Because we cannot imagine a thing, that doesn't exclude it from reality.

We all want Canaan without going through the wilderness.

When someone died in the wilderness of frontier America, that person's physical remains were buried and the handcarts continued west, but the mourning survivors had hope for their loved one's eternal soul. However, when someone dies spiritually in the wilderness of sin, hope may be replaced by dread and fear for the loved one's eternal welfare.

I was taught to strive not because there were any guarantees of success but because the act of striving is in itself the only way to keep faith with life.

If it can be verified, we don't need faith... Faith is for that which lies on the other side of reason. Faith is what makes life bearable, with all its tragedies and ambiguities and sudden, startling joys.

Euripedes. Nothing is hopeless; we must hope for everything.

We look not at the things which are what you would call seen, but at the things which are not seen. For the things which are seen are temporal. But the things that are not seen are eternal.

We look not at the things which are what you would call seen, but at the things which are not seen. For the things which are seen are temporal. But the things which are not seen are eternal.

Faith is what makes life bearable, with all its tragedies and ambiguities and sudden, startling joys.

Why does anybody tell a story? It does indeed have something to do with faith. Faith that the universe has meaning, that our little human lives are not irrelevant, that what we choose or say or do matters, matters cosmically.

For the things that are seen are temporal, but things that are unseen are eternal.